Reflective poem as usual, Andy. Maybe…both. We’re creating and constructing and reconstructing ourselves at different points in our lives. Maybe it all goes in a cycle 🙂 Hope you’ve been well. It is very cold now here in Melbourne, single digits at night 😦

I thinks so too Patty – Mabel Kwong suggests that maybe it is a ‘time of life’ thing, or a constantly circling process… I like this idea. Thanks for reading and taking the time to comment, much appreciated 🙂

True – we are all behaving so differently inside these skins we call us, even as we stand shoulder to shoulder with others. Its our own private world in here and I like having a free hand in its development 🙂